Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

Both Vivienne and Favna had already drunk most of their wine.

With a little alcohol, the conversation between the two girls continued to deepen.

"Then...if it's what you said, Favna, what should I do?"

"Do you want to understand? I have some books that only adults can read. If you want to understand, you can read those books?"

"Hmm - what book?"

"Yeah, I have a few great books in stock under the bed in my bedroom in Golden Oak. Pity . . . I don't have them on hand. Oh! How about that! Let's go to Silvershield Harbor tomorrow, in a city of that size, There must be a way to get those books!"

"What channel...you haven't answered me yet, what kind of book is it..."

Even though the surrounding light was dim, the blush on Miss Fairy's fair face was still conspicuous, and it was unclear whether it was from shyness or drunkenness.

It is also possible to have both.

"Hi! Don't ask so many questions. I'll find out when I go to Yindun Port with me tomorrow!"

"But...but..."

"There is nothing but, we will go to Yindun Port tomorrow morning! Vivienne! It is urgent to defend your hard-won relationship! Come, let's finish the wine!"

Miss Alchemist clinked glasses with Vivienne forcibly, and then drank the last half of the glass [Margaret] in one gulp.

The matter of going to Yindun Port tomorrow to buy "books for adults" seems to be decided like this.

Regardless of whether Vivian's feelings need to be "defended".

It sounds absurd, but inexplicably reasonable, for someone who has no experience in love to teach someone who is in love how to fall in love.

It's just that it's not known whether the skills taught by the love tutor who seems to be an expert, but is actually an amateur, are useful or how effective they can be.

Behind the bar counter, Ling, the proprietress of the bar, was wiping empty wine glasses over and over again, while looking towards Vivienne and Favna in the corner.

Ling has been running the bar for several months, and has cultivated a melon-eating perception ability comparable to "gossip radar".

Looking at the expressions of Vivian and Favna talking from a distance, Ling knew that there must be something big to eat in their communication!

Unfortunately.

Their voices were too low, and the music in the bar covered up part of the voice. Even if Ling stretched his neck and pricked up his gossip ears, it would not help.

Can't hear anything at all.

Reluctantly, Ling could only put down the already shiny wine glass feeling bored: "I don't know what they said. Sigh, it's boring."

...

At the same time that it is quiet and peaceful here in Eaton Town.

On the eastern border of the Tarzan Empire, which is the side bordering Dona.

The flames of war spread in this area.

Ordinary people who are powerless to resist will always be the biggest victims of the operation of the war machine. Their personal lives are worthless under the macroscopic war.

Many people will die like livestock, senselessly affected by the war.

To the east of Tazan, many villages and towns have been seriously affected by the war. The most direct ones were destroyed by the attack of Dona's army, and some were plundered by a small group of deserters and robbers from Tazan.

besides.

And the byproduct of war, famine.

Tazan is not a country rich in resources, and the food reserves and sources of border villages and towns are even lower.

Because of the impact of the war, the food in the villages and towns was plundered and destroyed. Because of the regional food shortage, a large number of war refugees appeared.

These refugees lingered east of Tarzan, spreading the effects of the famine even further.

There are thousands of miles of white land, and hungry people are everywhere.

This is a true portrayal of the famine in the east of Tarzan.

Of course, in one sense, this mass famine was unusual.

It develops so fast that people suspect that apart from the war factor, there is an invisible hand behind it that is fueling the flames.

The Holy See will naturally attach great importance to this kind of abnormal development.

So, they sent people to the east of Tarzan to investigate.

The leader of this investigation team is the white-haired loli Bishop Daya who was supposed to be in charge of the management of the northern diocese of the Dona Empire.

To the east of Tarzan, a village destroyed by war somewhere.

The original fields here were burned by the fire, leaving only a piece of scorched soil.

It was dusk when Daya came here together with a bishop Valerian from the east of Tazan, and several local priests.

On the branches of a bare, twisted and half-dead tree at the gate of the village, several ragged corpses were hanging, stinking.

A few crows were pouncing on the corpse, pecking at the rotten flesh.

Daya stood at the entrance of the village, glanced at the dilapidated and cruel scene, and then silently looked away.

"Is the news correct? Are you sure that group of people have appeared here?" She asked another bishop beside her.

"According to the informant's information, those people who are suspected of purposefully expanding the famine have indeed appeared here. Also, people saw some humanoid monsters wriggling with flesh and blood, eating everything like crazy, um, that is Fallen people... Judging from the current situation, there are fallen people appearing in many places in the east of Tazan, and this large-scale famine is inseparable from those monsters."

"In addition, I can feel that there is a very unusual surge of magic power remaining in this village."

Valerian, the bishop east of Tarzan, is an ordinary-looking man in his thirties. His perception ability is outstanding, and he can be regarded as one of the best in the Holy See.

Although they are both bishops, Valerian's attitude towards Daya is very respectful, as if he is a subordinate.

It can be seen that the prestige and influence of the white-haired loli in the Holy See is quite high.

"I see, then let's go in. Valerian, please find the place where the remaining magic power surges the strongest in this village." Daya nodded to him.

"give it to me."

A group of people entered the village slowly.

There are no living people or any surviving domestic animals to be seen in the village, but scavengers and hyenas are active here.

After exploring for about half an hour, Valerian brought everyone to the center of the village, a wide area similar to a small square.

Here you can see rotting corpses and bloodstains all over the ground. The bloodstains are very concentrated in the center. It seems that there used to be some blood pattern, but it was destroyed later.

It's hard to imagine what happened here.

"It's probably here." Valerian rubbed his temples, looking a little tired, "I feel bad here, but I can't tell..."

Several priests were silent.

The white-haired loli didn't reply either, she just stood in the square and tried to feel the surge of magic power in the air.

Her perception is far less sensitive than that of Valerian, but it seems that there is indeed some strange weak fluctuation in the area around the square.

After weighing for a while, Daya took out her cloudy purple crystal ball.

"Please lean over to the side." She said to the few people beside her.

Others naturally followed suit.

The crystal ball floated out of thin air and stopped on Daya's chest. A faint purple light was emitted from it and spread towards the surrounding area.

In the place shrouded in purple light, blurred images began to appear, with layers of human figures, and chaotic human voices could be heard.

Some were crying, some were scolding, some were wailing.

This is Daya's other ability besides dream control, using its own magic power and the reaction of the surrounding environment to restore the images of what happened in the place.

In layman's terms, it is equivalent to looking at "tuning and monitoring".

Daya's ability is also limited. At most, he can only view images from the seven days before the incident. Moreover, the longer the time, the blurrier the image will be, and the more mental energy and magic power will be consumed to restore it.

In the image restored by Daya, the figure and the fire light move happily together, and the time of the image is as if the accelerator key has been pressed, and it flows quickly.

When the video time was rewound to a certain point in time, Daya, who was holding a crystal ball in his hand, frowned, as if feeling something.

She gently pressed down the amethyst ball, and the surrounding purple light began to gather towards her, and the images that were flowing rapidly slowed down.

"It's probably around this time." Daya took a deep breath.

Valerian and the others began to look around, and they could see some phantom figures standing scattered in the square, most of them were dressed in black.

The images of these men in black are somewhat blurred, with white spots like snowflakes, and occasionally the picture is distorted, twisting unrealistically.

At the feet of these people, bloody corpses could be seen, and flames spread around them.

Dozens of villagers in shabby clothes were tied hands and feet with hemp rope like livestock, and fell to the ground moaning and crying.

In front of these villagers, there was a man in black standing. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could be judged to be a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader of all the men in black.

At the leader's feet, there is a sacrificial circle painted with blood.

In the center of the magic circle, there seems to be a symbol of a balance.

Looking at this scene, it looks like a scene of a cult offering sacrifices.

"Apocalypse?" Daya murmured.

Bishop Valerian didn't speak, but his face was not very good-looking. Several local priests looked at each other, but they didn't dare to disturb Daya, so they just silently watched the subsequent development of the illusory image in front of them——

I saw that the leader of the man in black who couldn't see his face stood quietly for a long time, and suddenly raised his hands at a certain point, and his tone was a little crazy:

"You will become the servants of the greatest and most noble Lord of Famine. Become his blood, become his flesh, and you will spread the oracle of my lord, and bring disaster and hunger to every corner of the world!"

"Go! Go! The Lord is watching us, He will come, He will clear the world, He will set things right, and bring true new life to all of us!"

The suspected leader of the Apocalypse Sect spoke something unclear to the villagers who were tied to the ground.

The magic circle made of blood under his feet emitted a strange black brilliance that seemed to be able to swallow everything and make people fall.

Then, the other men in black also reacted. They were originally standing woodenly, but during the leader's speech, they also fell into frenzied excitement.

For many of them, the flesh and blood under the skin began to squirm and twist.

"The Lord loves you and loves you equally. Even if you are as humble as ants, He will still accept you." The leader of Tianqi said this.

Then, from under his black clothes, there was a faint black air radiating out.

This black air may be a bit unfamiliar to Daya and Bishop Valerian, but if Don or Meyer are present, they can be clearly identified——

This is the black mist belonging to [Famine]!

Although it is not known how many grades there are in terms of concentration and contained power, this black mist definitely belongs to [Famine].

absolute!

The flesh and blood on the leader of Apocalypse also began to squirm and twist, and the black famine mist spread towards the surrounding area, engulfing all the villagers who seemed to be used for living sacrifices.

Next, in the restored image, only the tragic wail was left.

Wrapped in the black mist, the terrified and desperate villagers screamed.

The screaming lasted for about two minutes, and then stopped strangely.

"Hungry...so hungry..."

"Eat, eat..."

Inside the black mist where the specific situation could not be seen clearly, there were some sleepy human voices. In addition to this, there is a penetrating sound of gnawing.

creak creak --

The leader of Tianqi seemed to be satisfied with everything in front of him. He lowered his raised hand, and the black mist around him slowly dissipated.

At this time, you can see the status of those villagers clearly.

Each of them has lost their human outlines and turned into flesh and blood wriggling humanoid monsters. Because their bodies lost their shape, most of the hemp ropes that bound them had been broken free.

"Hungry...I'm so hungry..."

"Let me eat...let me eat..."

These humanoid monsters repeated almost the same words in their mouths, and started to move unconsciously. Some of them were close, and they even started to eat each other!

This disgusting, powerful picture. It made several local clergymen who followed Daya to watch the past images feel physically uncomfortable.

Bishop White-haired Lolita and Bishop Valerian, although they don't recognize the black mist of [Famine]. But for this kind of flesh and blood creeping, the humanoid monsters who are only controlled by the instinct of hunger are still familiar with it.

Fallen.

Affected by the evil god of apocalypse, a fallen person who has become irreversible!

Facing a large number of depraved people, the men in black from the Apocalypse Sect in the picture are all very useful.

They even became more excited.

"Worship my lord, and spread disaster and hunger to farther places!" The leader of the apocalypse roared hoarsely in his crazy tone.

In front of him, the flames flickered and the monster howled.

The fallen carry all kinds of negative and hopeless emotions, and their appearance will spread hunger. Any ordinary person who has come into contact with them, even if they have not been assimilated, will become gluttonous.

There will be frantic eating, and some people can survive this process until the effects of this hunger are over.

And some people, in the unstoppable gluttony, will eat themselves until their stomachs burst and they will die alive.

This is not a secret among the high levels of the church.

Before Dorn and the others encountered the group of fallen people who were transformed from pirates on the Sea of ​​Storms, it was because they were trapped on the island that famine was not further spread throughout the Storm Islands.